I got out of it, as usual, by giving him a BJ-- Mother had taught me early on that there were ways to keep a boy happy without risking a baby-- but as...I worked on his thick, bumpy, stinky little pole until he splattered his goo onto the Kleenex I kept handy, I couldn't help but think that this was a pretty high price to pay just for having a boyfriend to go places with once in a while. Would sex with the future doctor husband of Mother's dreams be any more satisfying? Or would it just be the. Idiot's fucking in every corner. This morning he caught a couple having a roll in the hay. They thought it was funny they were fucking in a weeks worth of food for the horses. The bitch knelt on her knees and asked if he wanted to join them while holding out her breasts to him. Hay sticking out of her hair and looking like some centerfold gone wild. Her nipples wet from her partners sucking, wet, hard and just begging to be pinched. White ass sticking up.Billy jammed his feet into his boots.. We lived only three quarters of a mile from the school and my boys always just walked home.One night I was locking up, I took my time putting things away, I didn’t want to give Lindsey the impression she was being a burden, so I made my self look busy till she got a ride. But this night was taking extra long. Lindsey looked exhausted, and I don’t think she would ever ask for a ride, so I offered to give her a ride. She graciously accepted.I own a sixty seven chevelle, Lindsey has. The familiar room and the journey had him sleeping late, he was home, relaxed, and happy. Dragging on a pair of shorts and slippers he wandered to the toilet and then into the living room, breakfast in the shape of serial, juice and the hot tea pot, awaited him on the table, but there was no sign of mother, she had slipped upstairs while he was in the toilet. He put milk on the flakes, then sat munching, mind in neutral, when quietly the door opened and a vision in green silk appeared, his jaw.